This was supposed to be a setup for something a lot less vanilla than it is. It still is, but it was originally meant to be too. First chapter is your garden variety yuri incest, but wacky hijinks will ensue after the foreshadowed time skip. This was meant to be a short intro, but Emily and Liz insisted on having some time in the sun before getting to the plot.

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I seduced my sister when I was 14. She thinks she seduced me, but she's not the brightest bulb in the drawer. And anyway, I like it this way. Guilt is the best way to keep someone close, and to make sure they keep a secret. Now, when I crawl into her bed at 3 AM, even though I can feel in the hunch of her shoulders and the fuzz in her voice that she doesn't want to be awake, she'll eat me out anyway. Dumb bitch. Love her, though.

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It was two summers ago when I cracked her. She's a year older than I am, and although she'd had her (unfairly large) tits for a couple years, she was just starting to take a *serious* interest in other kids. Like the boy cleaning the pool under Mother's watchful (and appreciative, I'm pretty sure, though I never caught them doing anything) eye. I'd been working on her since the end of school, touching her more, wearing less, complimenting her chest and her long, brown hair. I'd found her diary when she left it out, distracted by finals, and I knew she thought I was pretty. What she actually wrote was, "God, Liz is so hot." She wrote that about a lot of people, to be fair, but I was determined to make her do something about it. So I was playing the insecure little sister that summer, getting her to compliment me back. She liked my flat tummy, the short, jagged haircut I was trying out, the sundresses and tank tops I wearing more and more around her as she "helped me feel more confident." And I hadn't been letting her masturbate.

I was terrified she'd figure out what was going on, but... well, like I said. Not the smartest. So when I'd knock on her door about ten minutes after I started hearing the rustle of sheets and muffled moans from across our shared wall, I don't think she ever really realized what was up. It made her nervous, though, and downright terrified of being vocal. When I interrupted her for a goodnight hug, I could feel her heart racing while I pushed my small boobs into her ribs.

"Goodnight Emmy," I'd whisper up at her, letting her get a long sniff of my hair while she held me in her arms, barely suppressing the urge to rub her hard nipples into my clavicle. "Love you."

And I'd feel the shiver run down her back, and smile beatifically like a tiny little sister should.
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Author's Note: This story is set after a worldwide pandemic that is close to, but not quite like the one that took place while it was being written. Imagine it as an alternate world where the virus was a little more serious and lockdowns had to be more intense than they tended to be and people were generally better about abiding by them.

This Is How It Starts (Mg, Mf, MF, inc, prost)

I blame the quarantine. The stay-at-home orders. The lockdowns. If not for that, it might never have been discovered... or maybe it would have, but I might have been left out of it, might never have seen what no man was meant to know.

People complain that the virus changed everything, that it established a New Normal. They have no idea that the subtler contagion that really has the potential to rewrite society was just using the virus and all our social distancing to keep under the radar. If we were in our normal world, where kids went to school, surely somebody would have noticed right away... or maybe nobody would notice the effect enough to take advantage. After all, without the lockdowns, a lot less people would have started baking.

My first encounter with this all was while the virus... the actual virus, the one everybody was paranoid about, the one that had us wearing masks in public, canceling family holidays... all of that looked like it was finally winding down. The new vaccine was out, and--as a grocery worker--I was lucky enough to get one of the first waves of injections and the corresponding card which let me pass lockdown checkpoints, so I could finally visit people without risk of infection or reinfection or becoming a carrier.

So, naturally, I visited my brother. My place isn't that far away from his, but in a lockdown it might as well have been across the country... for months, I'd only seen him and his family from a long distance, or on video chat, and... I missed my nieces and nephew. Them, I'd barely even seen at all aside from a few social media pictures or brief hellos on a screen before rushing off to do something. Maybe my nephew Cameron I saw a little more than the others... when I did get a chance to talk to the kids, he had a habit of taking over the camera, apparently completely oblivious to the fact that I also wanted to see and talk to my nieces. Maybe even more. Don't get me wrong, I love my nephew, but I'd just always connected better with the girls and it felt like I hadn't caught up with them in so long.

Despite this, I didn't rush to his house the moment I was allowed to... my brother Ben had hedged around my coming to visit, even though I offered immediately and he agreed, tepidly, that it was a good idea. Still, when I pushed for a time he kept giving me vague 'I don't know maybe sometime soon' type answers while also significantly downplaying the idea of an extended visit. I thought may Message too long. Click here to view the full text.

This is my first bit of elit outside of audio scripts so I thought I'd post it in one of the places where I first discovered elit :) thanks for taking a look


Tags: Mf, student/teacher, daddy, large cock, cock worship, incest and cuckolding references, cumplay

"Oh my gosh." A freshmen girl interrupts her four friends who are working on a group math assignment. "Look at Mr. Smith's crotch."

"Ew, Rachel you are so gross." One of the girls whispers. They all giggle to themselves and try to subtly take a glance at the classroom teacher. The desks in the room were arranged into groups of four and Mr. Smith was standing near the desks of another group of students helping them with their work.

Mr. Smith was a well-built man of above average height with dark hair, light brown eyes and a full but short beard. He wore a polo shirt that hugged his biceps and chest muscles and a pair of khaki pants. While loose, they did not do much to hide the defined bulge that was very apparent, starting at the crotch and continuing down one side of his pants.

One of the girls, Kaitie, stared through her large, black-rimmed glasses. Her giggling was a bit phoned in as she was intently fixated on the front of the teacher's pants. While not the most promiscuous girl, she wasn't completely innocent and had seen a few penises by now. She could not conceive how a man's package could be that enormous.

Before she could figure out if this was some kind of optical illusion or if he actually had a solid object that huge in his pants one of the girls took a playful jab at her, "Ooh, I think Kaitie likes it!" Katie's mouth was agape and her eyes were wide until hearing the comment from her friend snapped her back into reality. Slightly embarrassed she smirked and said, "Oh my god. Shut up, Claire!"

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Hey, I'm grotto and here's the current version of Two Become One. I originally wrote this story to be posted on 4chan's /d/. The version posted on Oblimo's site here ( http://oblimo.pbworks.com/w/page/5537707/Two-Become-One ) is from summer 2008, and what appears here has been edited significantly since then. Please enjoy... As always, I have many ideas for the story that I've been nursing for years, but I can't promise new chapters within any reasonable timeframe. I will post them when I write them.

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Sara sat on her bed, still not quite able to believe what she was hearing. The person beside her seemed to be a ten-year-old girl, wearing a loose gray t-shirt, short brown hair and a baseball cap. "See, feel me, I'm just like normal, right?" Sara hesitantly reached out her hand and grabbed the girl's wrist. She could feel the bones in her arm, the pulse in her veins.

"Ok, now watch." The girl leaned forward and closed her eyes. In less than a second, gigantic breasts swelled into being on her boyish frame, stretching the fabric of the t-shirt. They were ludicrously large, puffing out into mounds around her areolae - C-cups in their own right - and the nipples were clearly visible, erect, three-quarters of an inch wide. The new breasts jiggled with their own momentum as the girl gently shook them back and forth. "Feel them if you want," she said. Sara reached out a hand and patted the monster on the left. It yielded and swayed around a bit. She began to knead, feeling the soft, warm boob tissue, not any different from her own except for the size. Still disbelieving, Sara reached down and tweaked the prominent, hard nipple. It was a firm nub, yielding a bit to her when squeezed, different from the soft breast tissue. The girl let out a squeak of laughter.

"That's too odd," said Sara. "It's not just boobs," said the girl. For a split second, her body lost all its detail, decohering in a blobby mass. She reformed a second later. Now the girl had deep red hair, tied back in a ponytail, wisps escaping to float in the afternoon sun that came down through the window. Gone were the ludicrous breasts. Her face was vaguely similar to before, but now she seemed to be six or seven years older. The T-shirt and jeans had become a beautiful dark green velvet dress, matching her eyes, cut to expose a hint of pearly cleavage. Although she was hardly recognizable, she had the same playful glint in her eyes.

"I can control pretty much everything about myself." the girl said. "Feel the dress." Sara reached out and took some fabric, rubbed it in between her fingers. It felt like fine fuzzy velvet. The girl smiled. "That's as much a part of me as my body or my Message too long. Click here to view the full text.

I wrote this for my own entertainment, and I thought some of you might enjoy it too. Please pay attention to the tags, as my tastes are not for everyone, and I wouldn’t want anyone to be scarred for life because something I wrote squicked them to death! Constructive comments welcome, but don’t bother telling me what a sick bastard I am or anything else I don’t already know. And needless to say, this is a total work of fiction, and any resemblance to any person, living or dead, or any actual place or events, is completely coincidental.

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So after dinner I’m kicked all the way back in my big old overstuffed recliner, sipping a beer and watching some dumb show, not really paying attention. I have a big sheet over the whole chair because I’m naked as usual, and the plastic chair covering isn’t very comfortable on bare skin. Just as I’m trying to decide whether to see what else is on cable or put on a porno, my 10-year-old daughter wanders into the living room, apparently bored with whatever she was doing in her room. She’s also naked as usual, nudity being more common than being dressed in our house. She glances at the TV, then comes over and leans against the recliner arm. I grin down at her and reach around to tousle her long blond hair.

“Hi Daddy”, she chirps adorably.

“Hi Angel”, I respond.

She’s lean and lithe, with a cute face just beginning to become beautiful. She reminds me so much of her late mother, who died very suddenly from an illness a couple of years ago. After a few seconds, she clambers up onto the wide pillowy chair arm and flops half onto it, half onto my left side, resting her head on my shoulder. My left hand naturally falls onto her little butt and I give it an affectionate squeeze. She gives me a peck on the cheek and rests her hand on my chest.

Obviously, having her naked body lying against my naked body was starting to have an affect on me. She was idly playing with my sparse chest hairs and happened to glance down toward the TV. In the process, she noticed that I was slowly growing a chubby. This wasn’t at all surprising or remarkable to her. Her mother and I had been very upfront about sex, allowing our lovemaking to be seen and heard as a matter of course; just another aspect of our tender affection for each other. However, now that it had my daughter’s attention, she reached down and clasped my dick lightly, then rolled it back and forth a little as it became fat and heavy in her small hand.

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Posting first chapter. See the response I get.

Leprechaun

F/F, BDSM, Gangbang, Non-con, underage

Chapter 1:

Look at her, that sweet sixteen-year-old girl asleep in my arms. Hard to believe it has only been a year. I really do love Alicia, sure I may have resented the arrangement at first, after all our parents did not truly respect me, and Alicia, well she was their golden child. Everything was easy for her. Even getting into a prestigious school. When I was called up and told that they could not afford the dorm costs, I almost laughed an hung up. Was even closer when they ask if I could arrange a place for Alicia to stay during her time at the school. It wasn’t until they offered to pay part of the rent. We did not exactly have the room, four roommates already crammed into a three-person apartment, bringing a fifth was not appealing.
“Is Alicia free to play?” My roommate asked opening my door.
“I think she’s asleep” I responded calmly. Even if the girl was not, I did not want to let go of her. Like I said I love Alicia, and even if Alicia does not mind getting fucked by my roommates on a daily basis, I do have a slight issue.
My roommate frowned and left.
“Jade, I’m not asleep” Alicia responded. I looked down at this crystal blue eyes looking back up at me. Those eyes were huge, I always seemed to lose myself in them.
“It’s okay babe, just get some rest” I responded quietly kissing her. Maybe I should back up a bit though. You see, Alicia and I did not always see eye to eye. As I said I didn’t even want to take her in. This story would be different if I said no. If I told them, we just did not have the room, they may have told Alicia no. The first time they would ever say that to her, simply due to not being able to afford it. But I said yes. I agreed to take in my sister despite my resentment towards her. Thankfully, I don’t regret it at all, not anymore. So How about I go back to that point, as the story before than was not really in interest…

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This is one chapter out of a larger story I'm working on. The plan is to connect various scenes, based upon (but not strictly true to) my sexual experiences as a preteen. All characters in this scene are (were) real. The basic plot really did happen, but has been filled in either for lack of clear memory or literary embellishment. I will post more later. Comments welcome.

Tags: preteen loli shota straight gay bbg

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Mikey Part 1

“Come to church with me. We'll get laid.”

Jeez, where did it start with Mikey?

Church, I guess. Ain't that ironic?

See, Mikey was home-schooled so he didn't know any of the in-school kids I knew, except those who lived near us. That's how we met. Hanging around the neighborhood playground park.
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Hi, does anyone remember the story where this teenage girl sunbathing or something and the neighbor's dog goes in on her. and she ends up being spotted by the neighbor's kid which causes her to be blackmailed.

Hey perves! Come check out my stuff!

I've been thinking dirty thoughts for decades, but only recently decided to type and post them for posterity! So hey, come on in and enjoy. Please forgive outside links, but we all make do right?

Do you like raceplay and straight shotacon? I got you covered.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/28371228

Maybe cut out the raceplay, and just get a more dominant shota?
https://archiveofourown.org/works/28708419

Are you a big tough guy who pines for femboi-pussy?
https://archiveofourown.org/works/28715373

Was your christmas shitty? Well here's a belated present, all wrapped up for you!
https://archiveofourown.org/works/28330308
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I've been posting my stories to ASSTR for a while now, but since ASSTR is pretty much dead as far as comments go, I'm trying to branch out and post in some new places too.

Chiefly my stories focus on mind control, BDSM and young girls.

My ASSTR archive is here

https://www.asstr.org/~JumpingHotdog/index.html

And I'll post my new stories below.